Chapter 51 Wind Sword Skills

The huge silver moon hangs high, and the faint moon shines all over the Holy Land College, covering it with a layer of silver gauze.

Gao Feng sat cross-legged in the courtyard, and his mind was still thinking about Jessica's posture integrated into the wind, as if he was the wind at that moment, crossing the air at a high speed without any air resistance!

"How much will the speed increase without air?" Gao Feng's heart was hot, slowly calming his mind and making his mind fall into an ethereal...

Gao Feng's originally meditative face gradually calmed down, as calm as a deep pool. At that moment, he seemed to forget himself, and he seemed to be a spiritual force of the wind.

There was a bright light in his eyes, and he stepped forward gently!

"Wo!"

The peak's body trembled in an instant, and the body had disappeared, leaving a shadow, but there was no sound of air tearing!

"Peng!" At a little bit under his feet, Gao Feng's whole body disappeared with a 'brush', and then he saw waves of shocks around the courtyard, and a vague figure shuttled through the courtyard like lightning.

"Wo!" After a long time, Gao Feng's figure turned out again. He pulled out the broad sword with his backhand and waved it quietly. The broad sword crossed the shadow of the sword one by one. Strangely, there was no sound! The broad sword is like a poisonous dragon going out to sea, crossing the mysterious and strange arcs one by one, and the hitting space makes a muffled sound, leaving a silent shadow.

Gradually, the peak dances faster and faster, a layer of strong wind forms around the body, and the five-color spiritual halo around the body also flashes...

After nearly an hour of tireless cultivation, the peak came back to his senses as if he was waking up. His eyes were full of joy and shuttled into the courtyard like lightning again, leaving behind the remnants of the wind all over the courtyard.

"Since this set of sword skills is born from Fengquan and is closely related to the wind, let's call it the wind sword skill." A faint curvature rose on his lips, and Gao Feng muttered to himself.

This is another set of swordsmanship he created after Fengquan. Although it is still very immature and has many shortcomings, it is his own creation, and its power is not weak. Because three days later, it will be the top five and the top three of the freshman competition. Gao Feng has been immersed in practicing in the practice room these days, hoping to improve as much as possible before the competition.

In the spacious practice room, Gao Feng**'s upper body is like a strong tiger, twisting his waist and stepping forward with his left foot, and his right fist has been hit hard with a strange trajectory without a trace of sound. Facing the peak attack, he shouted violently, and the muscles of his arms unexpectedly became a circle out of thin air. His stature like the ancient god of war was like a tower like a mountain, and he suddenly greeted him.

"Hm?"

Seeing Meng brazenly ushered in, the peak's right foot suddenly stepped forward, and the right fist that originally hit Meng's chest turned, and the extremely natural turn seemed to contain Tiandao Dali, patting lightly on Meng's waist.

"Touch!"

Montun couldn't dodge at all, and he was slapped back repeatedly, and then stabilized his figure.

"Lao San! Pick it up!" Meng Ju roared, and there was a hot light in his eyes. His hammer-like fists had already carried the sound of hunting wind and bombarded fiercely. His burly body was faintly silver-white thunder spirit flickering, like the majesty of Thor.

"The second brother is starting to work hard!" Gao Feng saw Meng Shi's stunt, and his eyes lit up, but his left foot stepped gently.

"Wo!"

With this step out, Gao Feng's body trembled and disappeared in place, leaving a shadow of Taoism, surrounding Meng Tuantuan in the center.

"Lao San, a pervert, doesn't know what the mystery is. The speed is so much faster and more sensitive than before. In addition to his 1,200 catties of pure physical power, the high-level five-series mottled spiritual power of the swordsman, I am not his opponent at all." He sighed in his heart that Meng could only resist it seriously.

"Peng!" At one point under his feet, Gao Feng's whole body disappeared with a 'brush' sound. He appeared again and came to Meng's back, and a elbow punched out fiercely.

"Bum bang bang..."

With a stag, his body unconsciously ran forward a few steps and hurriedly punched backwards.

"Touch!" I don't know when Gao Feng already appeared in front of Meng and punched out again. Gao Feng, like a silent shadow, kept flashing all over his body and punched out. The peak is getting faster and faster, surrounded by a layer of strong wind roaring, beating irregularly like teleportation...

"Lao San, don't fight anymore! You guy, if you don't fight with me head-on, you know how to fight with me with speed!" He shouted with aggrieved dissatisfaction and stopped.

When Gao Feng heard the words, he sighed with some regret, and then he stopped unsatisfiedly.

"The third and the third... Nuo, don't say that the eldest brother has no brother in his heart? It took me a lot of effort to get this thing!"

At this moment, William ran in breathlessly and proudly raised the cloth bag in his hand to the peak.

As soon as Gao Feng's eyes lit up, he quickly reached forward to catch the cloth bag, and then opened it three times.

As the cloth bag opened, the five books in it were suddenly revealed. Looking through these books casually, Gao Feng's breathing became short in an instant. Spring Water Jue, Thunder and Lightning Mang Niu Gong, Light Wind Spinning, Three Fire Burning, Nine Xuan Pan Stone Power.

Looking at the secret of practicing without spiritual power in his hand, Gao Feng was stunned on the spot.

Naturally, he knows the value of these secrets. Although they are all medium-level cultivation secrets, they are also valuable. Each book is very expensive.

"Lao San, these five spiritual power cultivation secrets are all medium spiritual power secrets. Unfortunately, the high spiritual power secrets I practice can't be passed on. They are the secrets of the royal family. Don't underestimate these secrets. If I hadn't been the only son of the "Wise King", it would be difficult to get. Since you are the five-series mottled spiritual root, I will give it all to you. It's a little intention for me to be the boss. Danding's rare true color.

Originally, after Gao Feng was ready to break through the physical leek, he practiced the fire medium spiritual secret book "Lion Roar" left to him by the proud curtain. After all, if you want to reach a higher level, talent is part of it, and more importantly, you have a spiritual secret skill, so that you can absorb spiritual power faster. It's just that because of the different spiritual roots and the strength of spiritual secrets, everyone can absorb different spiritual power every day.

"Lao San, you'd better go to the library of the college. Usually, the teachers of all departments are very one-sided in class, and it is difficult for you to decide which secret book to practice." Meng also came over and suggested in a low voice.

"Okay!" Gao Feng felt a burst of warmth, and his expression slowly moved slightly from his heart, and he nodded a little.

"Thank you, boss..." Gao Feng thanked William. William waved his hand and stopped Gao Feng's words carelessly.

"Wow!" He exhaled deeply, Gao Feng grinned, and his face was full of confidence.

Since that day's epiphany and broke through the physical urples, Gao Feng quietly had a trace of arrogance and strong self-confidence in his heart, and his cultivation path has also become clear from the initial hazy.

"One day, my peak will reach the peak of martial arts!" Clenching his fist fiercely, Gao Feng, a 17-year-old teenager, quietly made a promise for himself.